As soon as he entered the cell, Lao He was elated and said to Frankimir: "You kid is really not bad, even the vulture can't help you." ”

Frankimir thought that Lao He hadn't found anything, but he didn't expect all this to be seen by him. However, it is gratifying that Frankimir has seen a happy expression on Lao He's face for the first time since he came to this ghost place, and it seems that he has done a good job and is quite likeable.

"Vultures? Is that the big bald man just now? Frank Mire asked, in confirmation.

"Yes, he is the 'bull' of our district, that is, the so-called prison bully, no one dares to mess with him, it is said that he once tore people apart with his bare hands." Lao He couldn't stop nodding.

"Is that so? What are they capable of? Frank Mire was a little curious, he didn't think that guy had that much strength.

"It seems that you kid really have two hits."

"He's only a bully."

"But you'd better be careful. He can't help you, but he's got a lot of helpers, and he's fucking bastards. They're going to come up against you, so you'll have to be careful. ”

"Let's stop talking about him, I don't like that guy." Frankimir walked over to the filthy flush toilet, which was filthy, and he held his breath, trying not to let the disgusting smell get into his nose, the urine making him uncomfortable.

"Well, if you don't say it, you won't say it." Lao He passed through the cell door and observed the movements in the surrounding cells. It wasn't yet lights-out time, and although the light was dim, I could barely see what was going on in the other cells. He was kept here all day with nothing to do, and gradually developed a habit of voyeurism. This can also kill some boring time, and now I have another roommate, so I can finally have someone to talk to.

"Lao He, I want to ask you, I heard that there are prisoners missing here?" Frankie Mill asked as he cleaned his nose. He felt like his nose was about to explode, and every smell here could make him completely lose his sense of smell.

"yes. How did you know about this? You've just arrived today. Old He looked at Frank Mill in bewilderment, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

"What the hell is going on?" Frankimir asked again.

"I don't know the specifics, I heard that they disappeared inexplicably, and then their bodies were found in a daze. Such strange things have happened in the eastern, northern, and western offices, and it is said that even the prison guards in the south courtyard have disappeared. Anyway, I heard it from the whispers of the other prisoners, and I asked them a few times, but those who claimed to know everything squeaked and whined, and couldn't tell what was going on for a long time. Later I thought it must be a rumor, and the Gulag has never lacked such a thing. Until one day, a prisoner I knew also mysteriously disappeared, and his body was inadvertently found by the prison guards a few days later. It was only after I learned about this that I began to realize that the problem was strange, and it didn't look like it was an empty rumor, and it didn't look like he had been abused to death by prison guards. Although it is not uncommon for prisoners to die in the gulag, it will never happen so often. So it's really confusing to say. Lao He returned to the bed and thought hard, then shook his head.

"After the inexplicable disappearance, the body was found in a daze?" Frankie Mill touched his chin puzzled.

"Yes, and it is said that the death is very ugly, and of course I heard that there are some people whose bodies have not been found. Some people think they are prison escapes, but many more believe that there is something else going on here, and everyone is afraid that they will be the next to go missing. ”

"Does that sound like a suspense, do you know when they usually disappear?"

"I heard that they were all out with the rest of the people, and when they went back, their roommates were the first to notice that they didn't go back to the cell. If they escape from prison, even if they die, they will be hung in the square to show the public, and the prison guards will not be so low-key, they will always make an example of chickens and monkeys. Regarding the recent disappearance, the Gulag side handled it very low-key, so everyone thought that this was not a prison escape, and there must be unknown inside information, so naturally people were panicked. ”

"Strange, strange, strange." Frank Mire kept repeating.

"What's so strange, who knows if it's true or not. Some say that when they died, their internal organs were torn out, and some even said that they were dismembered. Since three months ago, there have been rumors of disappearance, and all kinds of rumors have been emerging, and no one can tell whether it is true or not. As I told you earlier, I didn't believe it at first, and then someone I knew died and I started to believe it a little. But everything is everyone's speculation, and no one knows what happened. ”

Just as Frank Mimir and Lao He were having a big conversation, two prison guards came to the door of cell 151 and shouted, "No. 53243." ”

No one in the cell answered, and Frankmir and Lao He looked at each other. The prison guard called out again, but still no one answered.

At this time, Lao He pointed at Frankimir and said: "They are calling you, why don't you ignore them, I advise you not to play tricks." ”

"Are they calling me? How did I not know? Frankimir looked at Lao He blankly.

"No. 53243, that's you." Lao He shook his head helplessly.

"Really?" Frank Mill was amazed, he didn't understand how Old Hy knew, not even himself.

"Look at the number on your prison uniform." Old He pointed his finger at Franky Mill.

Francier looked down at his prison uniform, and the cloth label on his chest reads "53243". Frankimir knew about it, and it was only then that he finally understood.

"Are you calling me?" Frank Mire asked the guard outside the cell.

"Are we calling ghosts?" The prison guard gave Frankimir a blank look.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Frank Miir tried to keep his tone as calm as he could, he didn't want to anger the guards here.

"The warden wants to see you." The prison guard said as he opened the cell door.

"The warden wants to see me? Did something happen? ”

"Don't ask so much, why are you babbling like a biao. We're just ordered to take you there, just come with us, and give me some peace. As long as I don't ask you, don't speak. The prison guard said viciously, with a look of extreme disgust on his face.

Two prison guards, one left and one right, escorted Frankimir through long corridors, through one solid iron gate after another, until they came to a windowless room.

The room was cramped, the air was foul, and it didn't look like a warden's room.

There was only a table and two chairs in the room, and in front of it sat a fat man, who turned around and recognized him at a glance by Frankimir.

"You go out first, I want to talk to him alone, what I will call you." The warden said to the two prison guards.

The two guards answered, turned and walked out of the room, closing the door with their hands.

"Sit down, little Ivan. Can I call you that? The warden's tone was very soft.

"Of course, thank you." Frankimir said, pulling over the chair across from the warden and sitting down.

"Are you still used to it here? I've heard that your roommate is a pacifist. ”

"He's good."

"Well, since the end of the war, there have been more and more pacifists, both in the East and in the West. I think it won't be long before the whole world will be Tolstoyist or Russellist or something. I really don't know if this is good or bad, our revolution needs a firm and resolute heart, but that doesn't mean that we don't love peace. ”

"I guess you didn't just ask me here at this time to discuss pacifism with me, right?"

The warden cleared his throat and looked at Frank Mill with a smile on his face. Frankimir also kept his eyes open, quietly waiting for the warden's answer, he wanted to know what kind of medicine was being sold in the warden's gourd at this moment.